𝔅𝔩𝔲𝔢 | Wilbur x Reader Oneshots

Train Tracks P1

Originally posted: 2022-01-06
Word: 390

TW: Suicide and thoughts

Yn was totally in love. It was as simple as that: Yn was head over heels in love with Wilbur Soot, a man she met on the train tracks late one night, and now she was standing on the tracks waiting for the late night train, removing Wilbur's beanie from her head and allowing her hair to fall to her shoulders.

Yn was reminiscing about how she and Wilbur used to meet up at the tracks every night to cuddle under the stars, away from the poisonous Brighton air and the crowds. Yn was struggling with voices and ideas and he helped her with that even if he didn't know about them, and she couldn't be more grateful for the tall brunette boy with a cute accent who gave her his sweater and beanie when she shivered due to the chilly wind.

Yn had failed him despite her promises, and now she was breaking them. She glanced at her notebook and his beanie while the train whistled.

-Flashback- "Promise me, Yn," Wilbur begged as he hugged her, "promise not to stand on the tracks again, you could get harmed." she smiled softly at the man, "I'm sorry Wilby, I promise not to stand on the tracks anymore," she said.

Wilbur admitted to Yn later that day that he had a crush on Sally, who he described as a redhead with blue eyes and too many freckles to count. She seemed lovely and charming. Yn deceived Wilbur by claiming she had a crush on a man with slightly long blonde hair, green eyes, and too many freckles to count. She didn't realise Wilbur was jealous of her and genuinely liked her, but he didn't believe she felt the same way.

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Wilbur's feelings gradually drifted away from Yn as he blocked them out, and those sensations surfaced in Sally, who had no idea that Wilbur yearned for Yn to be in his arms rather than her. Yn stood there watching the train round one of the bends and yanked off the tall boys' hoodies, tossing it with the beanie.

As the lights approached quicker and faster, Yn smiled. Now Wilbur was now dancing with a female who wasn't Yn, And now the train was approaching the bend, Now Wilbur's gut is twisting. ...Now Wilbur's beanie has a splatter of blood on it.